When Bi Cheng led everyone out of the east cross courtyard, he saw that only half of the ingredients were left in the large kitchen yard. These ingredients had obviously been left over by others.
Zhang Shamao and a group of waiters responsible for delivering food stood beside the vegetable carts.
Because of the cold weather, Fatty Zhang wore long-haired fox fur today. His round body made the whole fur bulge, and his head and face were almost completely wrapped in a thick fur hat, like a porcupine with fried hair.
When Zhang Dafu saw the door of Dongkuaoyuan opened, he didn't even ask. He waved his fat hand and told the waiters: "Hurry up and send them the vegetables and meat in the car, and leave as soon as you're done. It's a cold day.
Mr. Zhang invites you to have a drink, hurry up, hurry up, drink quickly..."
Around the vegetable cart, except for Zhang Dafu and the food delivery boy he brought, there was no one working in the wealthy family, not even the second manager Feng was present.
Obviously today, he had no intention of caring about whether the food Zhang Shamao delivered to Bi Jiaban was good or bad.
Everyone in Bi Cheng knew at a glance that Manager Feng had colluded with Zhang Shamao a long time ago, and they were going to completely let go of their hands to deal with Bi Jiaban.
It's cold, and all the vegetables on the car are frozen. The leaves have turned from green to black and yellow, and some have begun to rot and bleed.
The fish were all dead, with their bellies facing upwards and white eyes, and even the fish scales had fallen off; the color of the meat was not fresh, with blackened plasma coagulating on the skin. It was obviously not freshly slaughtered meat...
Before the delivery boy stepped into the yard with the meat and vegetables in his arms, Tonba appeared and bared his teeth at the meat and vegetables.
Yan Yan remained silent and watched Zhang Fat Cat's men unloading the vegetables with cold eyes.
Obviously, all these things have been manipulated.
Bi Cheng stepped forward to block the vegetable cart and looked at Zhang Shamao: "Isn't it supposed to be distributed fairly? Why don't people from Haoyuan Building come out to collect the meat together? And there is no Supervisor Feng Er to supervise it. Who's to blame if something goes wrong?"
Zhang Shamao sneered: "Since this meat dish can be sent to the big kitchen, it means there is no problem. What? Chef Bi suspects that there is something wrong with the ingredients? Then go and tell Mr. Hao.
"Hmph, don't think that just because you won the competition yesterday, you really take yourself personally. In the final analysis, you are just a cook. In this cold weather, the stewards in the house have other things to do. Who has the time to do this?
I’ll serve you.”
"That's how the ingredients are distributed today. Anyway, the vegetables and meat are all delivered to you. Do you like it or not?"
After Zhang Shamao finished speaking, he ordered the workers to throw the rotten meat and vegetables directly at the door of Bijiaban, without even sending them inside, and planned to leave.
When Deng Hai saw the dishes, he became angry and shouted: "Hey, are these things human beings can eat? You are openly bullying others. Grandpa will give you a damn if he sees you!" He rolled up his sleeves as he spoke.
Pounce on someone and beat them up.
Everyone quickly stopped him.
The second uncle of the Deng family scolded in a low voice: "Second brother, it's the last day of the competition, don't cause trouble for Chef Bi!"
When Deng Hai heard this, he didn't rush up and glared at Zhang Shamao fiercely.
Zhang Fat Mao turned around, smiled at Deng Hai, and made a gesture with his middle finger that had just finished picking his nose.
Everyone in the Bi family class: "..."
Damn it! After the banquet for thousands of people, I won’t be able to beat you to death!
As soon as Zhang Shamao left, Deng Wenming ran back with a few young disciples. They heard the noise early in the morning and ran to the opposite door to inquire about the situation.
Deng Wenming said: "We have been tricked by Zhang Fat Mao. He secretly sent ingredients to Haoyuanlou at the beginning of the year. Haoyuanlou will have several soup dishes on the table right now, and we can't catch up.
!”
The people in Bijiaban became anxious upon hearing this. Everyone knew the importance of seizing the opportunity, and they all cursed Zhang Fat Mao.
Yan Yan stopped everyone and ordered: "Complaining now will not help. The most urgent task is to bring our things up." After saying this, he told Bi Cheng: "First take a few quick workers to the big kitchen to heat up the stove. I will
I’ll meet you later.”
Bi Cheng immediately ordered a few people and rushed to the big kitchen.
Yan Yan handed over the remaining people to Deng Hai and the second uncle of the Deng family, and went to the warehouse in two groups to continue collecting the bear meat and river mussel meat.
She herself went to Bi Cheng's room.
Before leaving, Yanyan turned around and told Tanba: "I'll leave these meats and vegetables to you. Thank you for your hard work. I'll reward you well later!"
Tonba shook his big tail and screamed excitedly.
Yan Yan entered Bi Cheng's room, but within a moment, there were several large pockets of good soybeans in the room.
These are the carts of soybeans purchased by Deng Xiangbo when he beat Zhang Shamao.
Yanyan used part of it to make doubanjiang, and the remaining part to make some frozen tofu, and all these were taken out today.
Yan Yan called Bi Cheng and several of the apprentices on the stove over and asked them to carry the soybeans into the kitchen and fry them directly in the pot.
Everyone opened their pockets and saw that they were just ordinary soybeans, and their eyes widened: "Fried soybeans? Can anyone eat this? Today's dinner table is full of delicacies from all over the world..."
Yan Yan ignored everyone and said: "Fry the beans according to my method. First, wash the beans. Add muddy oil instead of clear oil to the pot. Grind my five-spice meatballs into powder, and then add the remaining half of the basket from yesterday.
Cumin sprouts, stir-fry with red pepper, then stir-fry with soybeans..."
While Yan Yan was talking, a series of crisp gongs sounded from the door opposite.
This sound means that Haoyuanlou has started serving food.
The gong sounded urgently, hitting the hearts of everyone in the Bi family class, and the whole class immediately rounded their arms...
The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow on the ground has already covered my ankles. The wind is stronger than last night, and the thick clouds in the sky are low on the treetops. I can see that the snow is still falling heavily for a while.
The lunch meal at noon was quite satisfying for the guests sitting in the colorful shed.
The Hao Mansion also thought about the weather problem. Thick felts were hung around the large colorful shed for the banquet to keep out the wind and keep warm. Several large red copper heaters were supported in the colorful shed.
But they still couldn't resist the huge drop in temperature. The guests sitting inside shrank their hands from the cold and kept stamping their feet to keep warm.
All the guests were just looking forward to having today's dishes served quickly, so that they could go home early after finishing their meals, and secondly, their bellies would be full and their bodies would be warmer.
Some guests went on an empty stomach today because Bijiaban's dishes were so delicious yesterday and didn't even eat breakfast, just to eat a few more bites of Bijiaban's fresh dishes.
On such a cold day, if I could have a piece of oily bacon strips and warm a pot of wine, what a taste...
Hey, why hasn't Bi Jia Ban served the food yet?
At this moment, a series of crisp gongs came from the backyard, and all the guests, including Haomai, Haoruisheng and others, all looked towards the kitchen.
Everyone saw the boys passing the dishes running towards here carrying big food boxes with numb legs and feet.
Because the weather was too cold, the head butler, Hao Huai'an, specially gave each of the boys serving dishes 2 taels of processing money, and ordered the boys to move their legs and feet more smoothly when delivering the dishes today, so as to prevent the hot dishes from getting cold when they are served.
The boys ran around panting, sweating and putting the steaming food boxes on the banquet table.